I never feel I can never feel Oh, I was cut open And now I can never feel
Betraying no emotion underneath your aviators And your flight attendant uniform, perfectly tailored For your ninety-one-degree angle shoulders Fucking goddamn, how I love your shoulders
She looks like a Barbie, that’s fucking creepy Leslie Nielsen is dead, and I don’t care I don’t have time for [pride?], I only like people Who hate the things that brought us together
I never feel I can never feel Oh, I was cut open And now I can never feel
I want a man who would hate me for what I am I want a man who would leave me if I told him my Deepest and darkest secrets, like I would leave him In a situation where our positions were reversed
In my wildest sexual dreams I dream That I’m watching porn, but there’s too much sunlight Shining on my laptop monitor, so I Can’t see anything with any amount of clarity
I never feel I can never feel Oh, I was cut open And now I can never feelTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
